"We've done all we can," Dick replied, "except find a policeman and tell him that we've seen Fits back in town."
"It's strange that he should come back to Gridley," murmured Darrin. "You'd think that the fellow would be anxious to give the town a wide berth."
"Undoubtedly he has his reasons. But—Dave, there's a policeman. Let's hurry and tell him."
In another moment the two Grammar School boys were engaged in reciting what had happened to a uniformed member of the night police force of Gridley.
"There's no time to be lost," declared the policeman. "For a matter as important as this I'll leave my beat and notify the station house."
"Can we give you any further help?" Dick asked.
"Not a bit, my lad, thank you, unless you see Fitsey again."
As soon as the policeman had gone, Darrin asked rather seriously:
"Dick, are you sure that it really was Fits, and no mistake?"
"Of course I am. Why?"